My PH Women Friends..A Tribute
You led my way into a brighter and less troubled day
Reading your lovely writes and comments each day
Giving me the courage to try and believe
To be strong and faith that will never wade
I am blessed to have found you not only in my dream
But in the real pages in my life, or so it seem
It was your kindness that made me a better person
Thank you for helping me to move on.
You will always have a special place here in my heart: ,
Karin Anderson, Sandra Fowler, Alison Cassidy, Ernestine Northover,
JoAnn McGrath, Maia Padua, Naidz Ladia, Sandra Martyres,
Tina Benedicto, Linda Farr, Linda Ori, Linda Winchell, Lynda Robson
Marilyn Lott, Theo Onken, Reshma Ramesh
Note: Don't worry, PH Boy friends, i will have another special tribute
for all of you.Luv ya (LOL)
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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A Linda Song
Music: Barry Manilow
Lyrics: Enoch Anderson
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He never wrote a song for Linda
He wrote as though he lived alone
He wrote of dreams that end
And of sad brave men
Inventing worlds he'd never known
But he never wrote a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
Loved him back to life
When his luck ran low
But he never wrote a Linda song
He nearly broke his heart at writing
Linda kept him from despair
Standin' by his side
through the hungry days
But he hardly seemed to see her there
And he never wrote a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
The one real thing in his crazy world
And he never wrote a Linda song.
When the bills piled up
He couldn't pay
He couldn't dream no more
So he hitched a ride and he rode away
And he left a note for Linda by the door
By the door
When times got rough he'd phone her
Once or twice she took the call
Then she changed her number and she turned her head
And Linda never looked back at all
He'll never write a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
All he knows is no one understands
And he never wrote a Linda song
No he never wrote a Linda song
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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The Lines That Mama Recited To Our Housemaid
we just hired a new housemaid
and i like her
because she sings like a
mountain bird
her voice like the wind
passing
by the dainty leaves
of summer
she has the native color
of a fertile
brown soil
her skin glows
like a shiny buri
mat
but then mama
is so old and cranky
and her lines
are dirty:
linda! linda! where's my tea?
linda throw wipe my urine
linda wipe my anus
linda wash my v.gina
linda, i have vomits
all over my bed
linda, clean my room
linda, wash the plates
linda, swat the flies
linda, take my lice
linda, wash my spittle
linda! linda! linda!
stupida! stupida!
stupida! stupida!
since then i have
never heard her sing
since then i have
not seen her smile
but really, i like
her more.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Beautiful Friends
Special tribute to Naidz Ladia and Maia Padua
Yes, beautiful friends, they are
Inside and outside
My cyber life line from afar
They are always on my side
They cheered me up, come high or low
Wearing lipsticks, pretty face have to go
What is essential is our interest
To read, and comment for the best.
Thank you dear ladies, when my time is up
In the other world i won't give up
Telling Jesus to take care the two of you
Because i know He loves you too.
Luv you, dear frenz..
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Linda
Seven ships without a sail
Seven cats without a tail
Boy, its weird here
On this spooky old pier tonight
But Im not frightened 'cause I know what it is
Evrything is just the same as it was
Im in trouble because of linda
She hurt me so badly
She said shed be here
On our special pier
I lover her
Linda, the carousels playing
But that merry-go-round
Is bringing me down
'cause I remember what it meant to you
Linda, linda
I love you
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Linda Let Me Be The One
Midnight boys are outside
Scrapin tears up off the street
Standing guard over the window
Where the lonely linda sleeps
Theres a kid named eddie
Walks like an angel in defeat
The ashes of a romance come
Traces lindas name in a seat
Calls
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you, hey let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
In a room full of contenders
Shadow boxin, eddies strong
Till he drops through a feigned surrender
To the canvas draped in scarves
Stole from lindas bedroom
The night he laid at her feet
And the midnight boys were wasted
Down on king street
He calls out
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you, hey let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Midnights base is st marys
Midnight boys hide from the rain
Stay with the stolen sisters
Till the streets are dry again
Talking fast cars and chrome parts
Different worlds and strange girls
Empty homes, busted hearts
And kneeling with linda in the dark
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you, hey let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Does He Love You
(sandy knox, billy stritch)
Reba:
I've known about you
For a while now
When he leaves me
He wears a smile now
As soon as he's away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be
Linda:
But you're the one he rushes home to
You're the one he gave his name to
I never see his face
In the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytime, and sometimes i have his nights
Reba:
But does he love you
Linda:
Does he love you
Reba:
Like he loves me
Linda:
Like he loves me
Reba:
Does he think of you
Linda:
Does he think of you
Reba & linda:
When he's holding me
Reba:
And does he whisper
Linda:
Does he whisper
Reba & linda:
All his fantasies
Reba:
Does he love you
Linda:
Does he love you
Reba & linda:
Like he's been loving me
Linda:
But when he's with me
He says he needs me
And that he wants me
That he believes in me
Reba:
And when i'm in his arms
Oh he swears there's no one else
Is he deceiving me
Or am i deceiving myself
Linda:
Am i deceiving myself
Repeat chorus
Reba:
I should not lose my temper
Linda:
I should not be ashamed
Reba:
Cause i have eveything to lose
Linda:
And i, i have nothing to gain
Repeat chorus
Reba:
Oh, does he love you
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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A Party Of One
How many do you need to have a party?
For it doesn’t require a crowd.
While the party of one may torment you
In your personal retirement….imprisoned cloud.
Friends moved away…
Layoffs…death…the familiar vanishes now from sight.
While you set alone with your thoughts
Day-in ….day out…through out the darkness of night.
It is now time to look around
Like the Psalmist…and take inventory of your life.
Such as Paul and Silas imprisoned
As they spent…. Their then felt abandoned life.
Our Redeemers’ constant presence is with us
He will carry you through all of your lonely days.
“And surely I am with you always, to the very end of your age.”
(Math.28-20)
By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009
poem by Linda Winchell
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Linda
Linda had a tryst with
Samuel and they sleep on
the grass together
Linda has no regrets
about Samuel
who got a thick, strong, long
and hard will
and so Linda and Samuel
live happily ever after.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heart Of Thorns
“God please place a thorn deep within my heart,
To seed itself inside,
That I might feel the pain of your inflictions,
The pain of sin that man tries so hard to hide.'
I need to remember daily Lord,
Of all the pain that you went through,
The pain you took so willingly,
That pain I never knew.
Place it as a test of my faithfulness,
My faithfulness to only you,
A reminder daily of what I need to know,
That reminder Lord… of only you.
By: Linda Winchell
poem by Linda Winchell
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If I Could Live Your Life
(a duet with reba mcentire)
(mark d. sanders, tim nichols)
Linda:
You jet from coast to coast
Dressed in designer clothes
When you appear somewhere
Your chauffeur drives you there
I wouldnt think twice
If I could live your life
Reba:
You see your friends at the store
Your sister lives next door
You kiss your babies goodnight
Your husbands there at your side
Id love to give it a try
If I could live your life
Chorus:
Both:
If I could trade places with you
Linda:
Hear the roar of the crowd
Reba:
And the church bells in a quiet town
Both:
Just for one moment in time
I wonder what this world would be like
If I could live your life
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Linda:
Saw your picture in people today
Reba:
And I see youre in the pta
Linda:
Youre living everyones dream
Reba:
It isnt all that it seems
Both:
Wouldnt it be nice
If I could live your life
Repeat chorus
(reba only sings last line if I could live your life
Linda:
If I could live your life
Both:
If I could live your life
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Scents Of Christmas' Past
When just a small girl, I seem now to remember when,
There was a special scent of Christmas in our home,
How the Christmas evergreen’s pine perfume,
Room to room, would seem to roam.
Even sounds seemed different back then,
Then they do somehow today,
Don’t know if it’s because I’ve grown accustom to them,
Not filled with that child-like excitement,
In my remembered, childhood Christmas way.
Maybe it’s because the nest is empty now?
Of my children’s laughter and joy,
Somehow that’s what Christmas Day sounds should be,
Filled up with little children,
All playing with their Christmas toys.
So when on Christmas morning,
As they all would rise,
They’d all run down to view the miracle,
Of Santa’s Clauses’ big surprise.
Then mom would brew some hot cocoa up,
Float some tiny marshmallows on their tops,
And every child would place their presents aside for awhile,
While they drank up every luscious drop.
Then all the relatives would arrive,
And share in the Christmas feast mom always had,
This is what I remember
All the joy the scents of Christmas
That always made me glad.
By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009
poem by Linda Winchell
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Sweet As You Can Be
I know you’re not made out of bitter chocolate,
Or any sugar harvested from just any sugar cane,
For you’re sweeter than any confection I’ve tasted,
You’re sweetness must be flowing on through your veins.
You’re soft and juicy with a tinge of fruity tartness tasted,
When God made you my dear… no sweetness was spared,
Nothing at all was wasted.
I hope that you’ll come on down,
My Valentine’s candy conveyors’ line,
So that I can taste your sweetness,
And make YOU this years sweetest of Valentine.
By: Linda Winchell
poem by Linda Winchell
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Dont Listen To Linda
By tommy boyce & bobby hart
Dont listen to linda
She said all those things before
Shes just a pretender,
And though you couldnt love her more
Shell lead you on, and then one day
Shell say youll have to part
Dont listen to linda
Shell only break your heart.
Dont listen to linda
If you want some good advice,
Just try to remember,
She did it once, shell do it twice
Theres more to her little games,
Than your eyes can see,
Dont listen to linda,
Or youll end up like me.
Youll never understand her
All the presents you could hand her,
Could never be enough, oh no,
So, dont underestimate her,
cause sooner or later,
The goings gonna start to get rough.
Dont listen to linda,
Dont believe the things you hear.
Youll end up, contender,
For the loser of the year.
Ive said everything I can
To try and make you see
Dont listen to linda,
Or youll end up like me.
song performed by by Monkees
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Though I grabbed the nostalgic wind she slipped away
Farmers collect the harvest merrily
And the festive season in my hometown started already.
The peculiar smell of oil-cakes(native) touch my nostrils.
It's really amazing how far it travels?
Oh! My roots are there and I am here the barren Saturnine tree.
* To Alison, Sandra and Linda................................
Jerry, Max, Denis, Dave and George!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Early Spring
Early Spring flowers,
Poke their tiny colored heads up from the ground,
But winter has not yet decided to leave,
For another week or two,
Old man winter will stick around.
Covering up flower's tender petals,
With its white fluffy form or morning dew,
Putting once more all fast asleep,
Those flowers that tried to spring out through.
Time enough for all of that,
Spring is around the corner to come,
When it will burst forth many fields of greens,
And flowers that bask in the daylight of Springtimes sun.
By: Linda Winchell
poem by Linda Winchell
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A lost bird flies in an awful night
It's very strange when others rest in their peaceful roost
Why you struggle alone in the unlimited sky?
Take care my friend as the Air planes collide themselves
in the broad day light.
And if you find a better place, please do not forget to give me a shout.
*[ I am worried dear as there is no place in the serene sky to stop and relax when you are tired? ]
To my friend Max Reif.............I am very anxious to hear your precious song again, 'Stars in your eyes' and I imagine all the friends around us; Sandra, Alison&Jerry, Amanda, Suzie, Denis, Dave, George, Duncan, Nick, Linda, Patricia and rest of all.I hear they clap.................!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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What's So Funny About It?
I am appalled to see the humor
In what some view… as funny these days.
Crashing old Grannies…and what swear word best fits our personalities
“God help us! ”…is what I say.
Seems like we’re reverting backward
To those days… when Roman’s viewed Christian deaths a sport.
With all of those hyper reality shows
It is now most of our minds retreat.
It’s become mankind’s… addiction of choice
Finding pleasure… in the bizarre and the unknown.
But what are we really saying and doing?
When it is our children…our actions are shown.
We claim to be so civilized?
But this is not what our God has made for me and you.
He wants us to follow Him faithfully
But we seem to have… better and more exciting things to do.
Think about what you are doing
Before you find the humor you so desire.
It will only end up… in maybe your painful disaster
And be you… that are someone else’s kind of funny to admire.
By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009
poem by Linda Winchell
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A Princess In The South...Maia
A Princess In The South...Maia
there is a princess in the south
that i am going to tell you about
who's kindness swells, i can tell
her name always rings a bell
she lives in a far away land
i hope i can lend her a hand
in helping the children take a stand
to be a good citizen, guided by a loving Hand.
her inner joy outshine
her beauty ohh so divine
i can only wish her the best
and God will take care of the rest.
wish i can hug and tell you
no matter what, i am always here for you
in everything, just smile, be happy
and be the kind of person
the Lord wanted you to be.
a special tribute to Maia..my new friend here in PH..
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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A bouquet of red roses
for his special young lady
instead of a ring
quote by by Sandra Martyres
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Happy Birthday Sandra
For Sandra Fowler
Here he goes again
old Dodgy Dave forgetting
his poetry friend’s birthday,
only remembering at the last minute.
Happy Birthday Sandra
I hope you are having a wonderful one
with family and friends around you
to wish you all the happiness you deserve
for all the kind comments you plant here and there.
If you had a wish,
I wonder what it would be for,
to live a long life of happiness.
Well that I wish for you
and for you to make new friends
to mingle with the old ones everyday.
I will also wish you good health
and love to last you through the years,
and all the happiness you so rightly deserve.
Therefore, from this dodgy fellow in England
let me wish you a Happy Birthday
and may you always be my friend.
Happy Birthday Sandra.
4 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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